Mayapur,
West Bengal
Mayapur Again
We
hooked up at Delhi’s airport, then flew to Kolkata for a crazy taxi drive to
Mayapura. It was Pariksit, Parama,
Karuna, and some members of our drama troupe who took the last leg of the
journey together. I was greeted by
Keshava and swarmed with additional love by Vaishnava, Janaki, and Suniti,
Canadians who spend the winter in India.
Also on board was Dustin Hines whom I took for a walk.
Who
is Dustin? It seems that just about everyone in Mayapur knows Dustin. His tenor operatic voice is being used in
many venues for chanting on the Mayapur campus.
In fact, next to my room in the Gada building, I sat with Marshall, my
support on last summer’s U.S. walk, when Dustin’s voice was on the iPod. “I
know those vocals!” I thought.
I
like to take people I know along the Tarampura Road out back, then the trail
parallel to the Jalangi River. “ Here
are the trees they tap for the sap,” I
pointed out to Dustin. “And these are
rice paddy fields. There is mustard
growing. Soon the coriander will
manifest. Perhaps they are ready for
harvest. I just haven’t seen it yet.” https://instagram.com/p/BeZnO6flWpz/
I
ventured into the temple room with Dustin when the mic came to my mouth. “Lead!” Said the chanter.
“Okay!”
And I flung the mic to Kripanidhi, another pilgrim from Canada, and we
alternately sang.
Yes,
here in Mayapur, we reunite with so many friends. Our guru, Srila Prabhupada, encouraged an
annual visit to such sacred places as Mayapur.
It is a battery charger. As
Dhruva from Montreal, who is also sharing the room with Marshall, said, “It is
a necessity.”
Yes,
a break from mundane doings!
May
the Source be with you!
5 km
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